Journal Entry 6

4th September 2012
Scribe: Skor (Nathaniel)

Imoz and I had to try and figure out who could help us locate the missing flask at the bottom of the desert, but unfortunately we had to find someone who could locate such a person. So we made our way into the Lachryma Market. But soon enough, I lost sight of Imoz and I figured we were on our own to find out who this person was.

As I made my way through the crowd, I bumped into a familiar dwarf, the one who set up the drinking game the first time our party reached here in the Saline Settlements. He seemed friendly enough and led me into a nearby tavern. It wasn't long till he riled some beefcake though: True enough, he had been pickpocketing the locals.

After a brief altercation and an escape, the dwarf scurried away and left a porcelain bottle in my pack, at the same time pinching a bit of my gold. Soon I had encountered some pests in the form of dogs and snakes (the snakes didn't go too well, I actually fainted because of their stinging bites) but eventually I made my way back to the well where I started from.

I managed to save a child who was drowning in the well, and in return, the child's mother gave me a ring with a wing motiff on it. Soon I stumbled upon a Halfling who swindled me but I caught him, and wandered into a kobold-town. Then I heard a loud 'bang', but I don't think it mattered greatly.

Eventually I found Imoz, and using the bits of information we uncovered, we found ourselves facing a building. As we approached, an alarm triggered, and soon we were face-to-face with a dire tiger, which only turned out to be a deadly-enough and convincing simulacrum.

The wizard, who introduced himself as Renfield Summerleaf, is a biomancer, and explained that he was a university student from the Crimson Empire doing an internship workstudy here in the settlement, and that the simulacrum we destroyed was his life's project work. Feeling sorry, Imoz paid him 450gp for the damages. We found out that Renfield knew the person we were looking for and led us to a tavern aptly named 'Two-Toed Tavern'.

To our surprise, the contact was none other than our dwarvish friend. He finally introduced himself to us as Brewmaster Steinhager. He finally explained about he bottle he left in my pack (which was 'Black Forest Liquor', apparently highly sought after) and agreed to aid us in trying to recover the flask beneath the sands. He would guide us to a nearby dwarf settlement close to the Brightlands, where he apparently has some good reputation.

Imoz helped to identify the ring the woman gave me, and discovered it was a Ring of Feather Falling.

I wonder what's going to happen next. Well, at least I know Steinhager won't be swindling from me now.